Category Archives: sleep

a rude awakening.

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what a wonderful way to relax

ending a long day with a beautiful book

all about finding your comfort

settling in at last

not a care in the world

tucked into my warm cocoon

until

the book’s spell

works a little too well on me

and i am very suddenly and very rudely awakened

right out of my comfort zone

after falling asleep and dropping the book on my face

hard.

it should come with a warning.

 

“littera scripta manet – ‘the written word will remain’. that’s true, but it won’t be that much comfort to me.’

-christopher hitchens

no sleep ’til christmas.

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this tired penguin duo is not unlike the first two people i met out in the world today

stopped by the store at 9am

for a simple return

 on my way to the rest of my day

the only other human i saw

 was a slow-moving young employee

who began our encounter

by telling me he was sorry

for accidentally spraying a lot of cologne on himself

when mistaking the top of a bottle for the bottom

 shared that he was really tired

 worked until 11pm, closed the store at 12am

came in early at 6am, opened the store at 7am

 in between

he drove home, ate, calmed down,

 tried to get a few hours of sleep in

(no time for a shower, maybe explains his ill-fated cologne mishap)

we talked about how busy it would be as the day continued

when another employee arrived

  who began her conversation with him by saying:

“don’t even talk to me, i’m going on break.”

his not unexpected response:

“but, you just got here.”

she quickly shot back a:

“i told you to not even talk to me”

when i left i thanked him for working

knowing they both

still had a very long day ahead.

“i finally got 8 hours, of sleep. it took me 4 days, but whatever.”

-author unknown

outside (in) the box.

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and who couldn’t use a surplus of vim, vigor, and vitality?

this may be the outdoor solution to everything.

plus it can ‘hold a horse.’

“get out of your comfort zone. wake up the sleeping giant in you.”

-chia thye poh

 

 

 

sources: michigan history, korff mfg. 1917

o sleep.

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not a painting of me, but i’m kind of jealous of the princess’s bed.

(except for the annoying vegetable keeping her awake )

  restful gentle dreams 

soft, fluffy, feathery, warm

in my sleeping nest.

*La Principessa sul pisello/The Princess on the Pea

art credit:  Gennadin Spirin

story credit: Hans Christian Anderson

‘o sleep, o gentle sleep,’ i thought gratefully, ‘nature’s soft nurse!’

-elizabeth kenny

*”The Princess and the Pea” (Danish: “Prinsessen paa Ærten”; direct translation: “The Princess on the Pea”) is a literary fairy tale by Hans Christian Anderson about a young woman whose royal ancestry is established by a test of her sensitivity. The tale was first published in May of 1835.

Andersen had heard the story as a child, and it likely has its source in folk material, possibly originating from Sweden, as it is unknown in the Danish oral tradition. Neither “The Princess and the Pea” nor Andersen’s other tales of 1835 were well received by Danish critics, who disliked their casual, chatty style and their lack of morals.

let sleeping humans lie.

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dreaming in a plufi

The Plufi is a comfy-looking dog bed made specifically for humans and features a thick pillow border, memory foam, and soft faux fur. The built-in handles allow for excellent portability and the circular design provides an enveloping napping environment that can soothe the most jagged of nerves.

Inspired by the classic dog bed, the Plufl is designed to alleviate stress and anxiety by providing a space where you can rest, recharge, and rejuvenate.

The team is raising funds through Indegogo in order to bring the Plufl to the public. Orders placed have a cautious shipping date of January 2023.

 Plufl is set to ship in January 2023 but may be slightly later depending on your location Please note that this is an estimate as you’re pre-ordering the product, and production delays could arise.

“the replenishing thing that comes with a nap – you end up with two mornings in a day.”

-pete hamill

 

credit: lori dorn

let her sleep, for when she wakes she will shake the world. napoleon bonaparte

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this may or may not be an actual photo of me in inaction

imagine my disappointment

when receiving the response below

after volunteering for a study

that i was born to

  training for this my whole life

i am a natural

this is my skill set

 known to fall asleep literally anywhere at any time

regardless of what is going on around me

especially within minutes of being seated

as a passenger in any moving vehicle

who gets a rejection letter from the circadian research lab?!

Napping in a Motor Vehicle Seat Study

Hello Beth,

Thank you for your interest in the Napping in a Motor Vehicle Seat Study. Unfortunately, you are not eligible for the study. You may be eligible for other studies being done at the University of Michigan.

Sincerely,

Research Technician Associate

Sleep and Circadian Research Laboratory

University of Michigan

Michigan Medicine

 

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“i can’t take a traditional yoga class or anything. i’ll just lay down and take a nap on the mat”

-jessica st. clair

 

 

photo image: atoz animals 

s’endormir.

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(not me, but if i was a bearded male,

with a cup of espresso, a croissant, and a typewriter instead of a laptop,

this could have been me,

so – very similar to my situation with a few tweaks. )

late last night (probably around 9 or so)

soon to fall asleep

at the comforting lake house of my friends

about to write and post my blog for the morning

a couple of friends

saw that i was still slightly awake

so why not sit down

 have great chat for a couple of hours

 when i finally closed my eyes while talking

we decided to call it a night

so just a few more minutes typing away

to tuck tomorrow’s post in for the night

and when i woke up it was morning and my fingers had fallen off of my laptop and my laptop had fallen on the floor and a fellow blogger reached out to ask if i was okay as there was no post so i quickly set up the post i had meant to finish the night before and balance was restored.

“if you want to talk about someone falling asleep,

whether in their bed, in a car, at a desk, while reading a blog post about french grammar,

you would use s’endormir.”

-frenchtogether.com

losing it.

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(not me, a reenactor, but we do have similar pj’s and hair)

many moons ago

when i lived a very busy life

single-mother, college, 2 jobs

I had family and friends over

to celebrate my daughter’s graduation.

the day started early

 somehow everything came together

the party went well

my divorced parents got along

none of the food burnt

the cake turned out

everyone was pretty happy.

as the day wound down

there were just a couple of guests left

who wanted to stay to watch

the very end of a championship basketball game 

we expected it would wrap up very quickly.

what are the odds 

it broke records and went into triple overtime?

at a certain point

I could no longer stay awake

and tried the usual methods to end the day

yawning, cleaning up, sighing, talking about tomorrow

finally it was so bad

that I put my pajamas on and laid down on the floor

 the game continued

 the guests continued

at last there was a win and we said our goodbyes. 

the next day,

I woke up went to work,

went to my class,

went to my other job

where my friend thanked me for a nice party.

I went on and on about how exhausted I was

due in part to these late guests

who just did not get the hint

that I needed to sleep

no matter what I said or did.

she nodded sympathetically

as I dramatically reenacted the entire end of the night

she listened quietly

until I finally had it out of my system and was done

and then she said,

“beth, that was us.”

epilogue:

we still are good friends and continue to laugh about it all these years later. 

 I am still not a good late-nighter and have a foggy memory.

“the guest who outstays his fellow guests loses his overcoat.”

~ chinese proverb 

 

 

 

 

 

image credit: littlejayz/huffington post